Death in Water by Yessenia Funes

The rains, they roar and pour yet they do not wake
The dormant politicians that sit and fake
Emotional distress
Phony feelings of concern
But these so-called leaders do not confess
How they are complicit in the southern floods
Because, c'mon, what have they done to prevent this death and loss?

Have they helped transition to renewable energy?
Stopped the toxic sludge from spewing into Black and Brown communities? 
Do they believe that climate change is real?
Do they acknowledge the already-palpable worry and fear?

While climate change feels like some distant future for some
For many, it's here and it's hungry for blood
The rains won't stop and the water won't recede
Next year, they'll be back with more lust and greed

So how will we be prepared next time?
You know, better than this time?

The crisis is urgent
And requires response
Not with a wallet
But with a heart

Best Friends by Yessenia Funes

Two best friends, they ran away
They packed a bag and a bottle for the baby
Archer, Fufu and Senia went on their way
To the land where nothing stays
Nothing bad, that is, for all that's good lives always

They ran away and skipped right into a heap of hay
Crisp burnt leaves and tan lines galore,
They never once felt sad anymore
Because they had one another in all their stink
Hairy legs, gassy bottoms and dirt-covered feet

Free at last, those wild things
They stayed forever in paradise
Whole and complete

- ylf -